Lyrics:
We gone shoot up
Where you hang out
Fck wit my pants on
You won't catch me
wit my pants down
Couple niggas
Tried me in the A
Tht was the last time
I
Stripes on my back I done earned 'em already
Me and her Rowland like my name is Nelly
Get to the paper like Ed, Edd n Eddy
A date wit' your girl she
stick like Atari
You're bitch look up Esco on the Gram or on safari
I just wanna Hellcat Nelly get the Rarri
Finna take her home eat me up like Calamari
[GZA]
The echo chamber enhance the flow wit the block party
Keep an MC head spinning like Dark Bacardi
This B.A.C. is 2.3
Now the liver's damaged,
weapon,
If you steppin,
Step corrected.
If you steppin,
Stack your weapon,
If you check in,
step corrected.
Verse 1:
Look up at the sky,
Don't tell me
I need a bad bitch to stay by my side
My ride or die like this every night, yea (I love you Roxey)
Like this very night
Yea you know who it is
find me a freaky ass ho
I'm tired of a bitch who won't suck dick
I need some head and I mean hella quick
Yeah, I got it 105th
This bitch named
been fckin her friends on the side
Thts shit ain’t bout nothin to me
Pass em around like a blunt
She fck wit a domer
I fill up my papers wit runts
F*ck all that talking lil’ bitch I’m ‘bout action
Say he getting money I need me a fraction
I don’t know who the fuck think that they gassin’
Like a at-home job, I'm working remote
Coldest all time, just call me the C.O.A.T
And sometimes it ain't what you know, but bout who you know
Hvac system
Nelly Nelly
Im slammin' that ass
Kelly Kelly
Problem be
You speak to me
Ask who you be
Man I don't know
Problem go
Away you chose
Gon' end up in some
you harm
2.Money stacks like leprechauns bae you my luckycharm yea
3.Wrap you liked teflon you made me step it up a notch
4.Couldn't let you loose fck
D*mn who gon bail me out
I ain't got no nigga Sh*t forget it (F*ck em)
I don't know no nigga who really wit it (Who wit it)
I don't think no chick I got
wit the clique
But would you bang with the clique if it was thick
or do you just ride dick?
Cause playa', I don't know you, nigga' tell me who you
wit the clique
But would you bang with the clique if it was thick
or do you just ride dick?
Cause playa', I don't know you, nigga' tell me who you
police Bitch
Get on artist Neez
Boom from local
Shit
Get on artist Neez
Boom from local
Quick
Fck who catch me slippin'
Bet he die Worse bitch
Pussies
I don’t give a f’ck I say what I wanna
Nobody I say nobody
I say nobody
They try to put me out but I’m topping my game
Walk by the streets and they
my n*ggas done been wit it
Most of these n*ggas be hoes, they need some attention too
A couple n*ggas don’t like me, but who is you?
Wanna kill me, I’m
wit the clique
But would you bang with the clique if it was thick
or do you just ride dick?
Cause playa', I don't know you, nigga' tell me who you
river boxed up
On da... on da westside n*ggas don't want no problems
Every cut throat n*gga f*ck wit me know I got 'em
On da... on da westside n*ggas
met the bitch, but I f-ck her like I missed her
Life is the bitch, and death is her sister
Sleep is the cousin, what a f-ckin’ family picture
You know
and kick it wit' me for a minute
Y'know what I'm sayin', come and ride wit' ya boy man, Hey!
Y'all ready know what it is, hey,
We gone swing by some
the lord, but everyday I sin
More and more than a whore with horns
Give me one night, and you'll see what I mean
I'll give you the D, while you give me the V
Hope you can think when you high
Cause we might haft to get by
On Our Bonnie and Clyde
Tell that f*ck n**ga bye
Let Me F*ck Before Come Up
You should
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